A few years ago I was a delegate for the I.L.P. at the International
Socialist Congress at Stuttgart, and stayed at the house of a German,
Hans Woesschhoeft by name. After the battle of the Marne I was with a
force pursuing the Germans, and one day engaged in bayonet fighting
a German cavalryman. Looking at him closer, I recognized my host of
happier days. He recognized me, and we had not the heart to fight
further. He saved the situation by surrendering: _Corpl. Hayhurst,
Shropshire Light Infantry_.
“All We Want”
We are still getting on in the pink of health, and have all we want. My
chum, ----, wishes to be remembered to you; he says he doesn’t want to
come back again to England. We are amongst some of the finest people
I have ever met, and they will give us anything we want. We can get
plenty of tobacco here, so will you please send me a pipe? I shall
get it some time. Well, dear, I can’t say more now, so will wish you
good-bye for the present. Tell the missis I wish to be remembered to
her. I will close with heaps of love: _A Sergeant of the 3rd Hussars_.